Chapter 82

Three months was just the right amount of time. She was going to Hengdian, and Ciheng was going on a long business trip to Taraf, and they wouldn't be back until around May or June.

Their itinerary seemed like it was orchestrated by heaven. Wen Zhenni jokingly said to Ciheng, "That's great! We're a long-distance couple again. No one can see each other anymore. We're all the same."

Ci Heng smiled upon hearing this, "That's fair. When this busy period is over and we're both free, I'll take you back to your grandmother's house to arrange the heart surgery. As for where she wants to retire, we'll hear what she thinks."

It's been two weeks since Grandma returned home. Wen Zhenni occasionally calls to inquire about her health. But fearing she might only report good news and not bad news, she always double-checks with the nanny who takes care of her. Ultimately, the underlying issue must be addressed.

It is of course the best that Tzu-Heng offered to help and was willing to fulfill his filial duty.

"Okay, I think it's okay." Wen Zhenni nodded slightly.

Despite having a mobility scooter, she still wore an extra sweater underneath her coat, wrapping herself up like a penguin. She was so clumsy trying to undress that she nearly jumped. Ciheng came over, reached out, and grasped the sleeve, allowing her to successfully remove the coat.

Wen Zhenni walked to the mirror and took off her earrings.

Through the mirror, she saw Ciheng take off his glasses, roll up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, and then slowly approach her from behind, put his hands on her shoulders, and hold her in his arms.

He lowered his head and his breath sprayed behind his ears, which felt a little itchy.

Wen Zhenni turned around, stroked his collar with her fingertips, and saw the man's Adam's apple throbbing under his skin.

"What's wrong?" She hooked her hands around his neck and asked knowingly, "Can't bear to leave me?"

This action shattered the calmness Ciheng had carefully maintained. His fingers clenched behind his waist suddenly tightened, and a dark color filled his narrowed eyes.

"Well, I can't bear to..." Ciheng's somewhat unstable breath was close to her ear, and it seemed to have extremely strong penetrating power, piercing her heart.

"At least two months. I can't see you every day." The cloakroom was filled with the sound of their intertwined breathing. Ciheng's nose rubbed against her earlobe and pushed her back.

Wen Zhenni took a few steps backwards, her knees hitting the sofa, and she fell straight back. The next moment, the man leaned over and approached, trapping her between the sofa and his arms.

Ciheng's tall figure was too oppressive. He stepped in front of her, bent his knees and placed them between her legs, kissing her eagerly and almost fiercely.

"Hmm..." Wen Zhenni let out a soft cry, and was lifted up from the sofa by her legs, and bumped into his somewhat hard arms.

Before she could grab her neck, she was thrown into the bed. As soon as she turned over, the tie was wrapped around her wrists and tied behind her back.

"Why are you tying me up!" She slapped the bed with her legs and kicked around.

Ciheng lifted his legs and pressed down, unzipped the back of her skirt, and kissed down along her butterfly bones.

"...Uh." Wen Zhenni only felt a tingling sensation in her waist, and her heartbeat kept accelerating, like endless ripples.

Just as he was losing control, Ciheng suddenly stopped. He fumbled for the knot of his tie, untied it in a few seconds, turned her over, faced her, and took one of her hands and put it under the hem of her clothes.

When Wen Zhenni's fingers touched his muscles through his shirt, his chest heaved, he groaned a few times, and then he squeezed his wrist tightly, resting his wet forehead against hers, meeting her blurred gaze.

Wen Zhenni suddenly felt that all the strength in her body had been drained away. She could only cling to his broad shoulders and passively endure the overly turbulent emotions before parting.

He had a thousand ways of tormenting people, both respectable and disrespectful, and they all seemed to be designed for her.

It would be very disgraceful to be broken by a violent storm.

In her dream, Wen Zhenni was still complaining about having to change the bed sheets again, but his shirt was not a mess at all.

It seemed like the snow had been falling all night. When I woke up, the outside was already covered in white.

Wen Zhenni was still resting her head on Ciheng's arms. Thinking that they would be separated today, she held his handsome face in her hands, closed her eyes, and kissed his chin and cheeks with lingering affection.

Ciheng was awakened by her random kissing. Her eyes were not fully open yet and consciousness had not yet returned. She didn't want to talk much, but just held this naughty person tightly in her arms.

"It's dawn." Wen Zhenni pinched his nose in retaliation, feeling the pinch hurt. "You're going to be late for your flight today if you don't get up."

Ci Heng snorted, grabbed her disruptive hand, and put it to her lips: "Sleep a little longer."

Seeing that he was unconscious, Wen Zhenni held his big bony hand, straightened his fingers one by one, and compared them with her own out of boredom.

As I watched, my ears couldn't help but feel warm at the thought of these beautiful hands doing such intimate things.

As I was distracted, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and the housekeeper's voice came through the door: "Sir, your flight is at 11 o'clock, it's time to get ready for departure."

Wen Zhenni was about to get out of bed when he grabbed her waist and said, "Let me hold you for a while."

The floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the shadows of the two people. When being picked up, Wen Zhenni slowly tightened her arms.

The luggage was packed, and after having breakfast together, Ciheng and the staff in charge of the Taraf project set off for the airport.

Wen Zhenni saw him off at the airport, and on her way back, she stopped by the Wen family to visit Zhong Xue, who was in confinement after giving birth.

In the following days, he met up with his friends, and then immediately joined the crew and devoted himself to filming.

The filming ended in mid-May when her brother Jin Qi, who had been studying abroad, returned to China. But after less than a week at home, he became so annoyed by his father's nagging that he suddenly came to Hengdian to visit her on set.

"How did you know to come at this time?" Wen Zhenni was inevitably surprised when she saw Jin Qi outside.

"Sister, have you gone crazy from filming?" Jin Qi rolled his eyes at her. "Of course I asked the people in the studio."

Wen Zhenni was already used to this outspoken brother, so she didn't argue with him. She just smiled and rubbed his silver-gray hair.

Jin Qi timed his visit to the set perfectly. Wen Zhenni had just finished work, so he took him back to her residence.

Hengdian was a mixed bag, so Wen Zhenni didn't stay in a hotel, but rented a villa. She hired a nanny and cooked her own meals, so whenever she got home from work, there was always a hot meal on the table.

While the brother and sister were having dinner, Wen Zhenni talked about her grandmother's surgery.

Jin Qi's tone became more serious. "Mom mentioned heart surgery to me. I called Grandma yesterday and plan to go to Qingping Town in a few days to take her to the hospital for a follow-up check to see how she is doing. If the surgery can be arranged, we'll do it as soon as possible."

"What's grandma's attitude?" Wen Zhenni asked.

Jin Qi ate his rice and mumbled, "It's the same as always. She says it's a waste of money and a hassle. I think she's just scared."

"Not bad." Wen Zhenni couldn't help but smile when she heard her brother's mature tone, "He sounds like an adult."

"I'm only five years younger than you." Jin Qi glared at her unhappily and continued to eat.

"Yes, yes, yes." Wen Zhenni picked up some food for him, "Eat more, so you'll have the strength to work in the countryside."

"What? I still have to work!" Jin Qi dropped the vegetable leaf in his mouth, looking shocked. "Why do I have to work? Our family is going bankrupt and liquidated?"

Wen Zhenni patted his arm: "Don't talk nonsense, think about something good."

The pampered young master of the Jin family didn't even know what crops the seedlings in the fields were, let alone doing farm work.

Although extremely reluctant, Jin Qi quickly accepted the fact: "Go ahead, go ahead. If I don't do it, who will?"

It started raining in Hengdian, and Jin Qi had been there for less than two days when the nanny who was taking care of his grandmother suddenly called.

She said her grandmother was ill and was being treated at the county hospital, and needed relatives to come as soon as possible. Grandma insisted on not telling her mother, so she had to contact Wen Zhenni first.

The old man was too old, and the cold he had a few days ago hadn't healed for a long time. His physical condition took a turn for the worse, and his spirit collapsed all of a sudden.

Wen Zhenni was going to shoot a movie, and it happened that the promotion of "Exclusive Heartbeat" was scheduled, so she couldn't get away for the time being and had to let Jin Qi go first.

Jin Qi went there that day and called her. That night, he transferred his grandmother to Tianhai Hospital and contacted the most authoritative heart specialist for an emergency consultation.

The infection of the heart lining caused acute heart failure, and experts unanimously recommended immediate surgery.

As the only close relative present, Jin Qi signed the informed consent form for the surgery. By the time his mother learned the news and flew to Tianhai, the surgery had already been successfully completed.

The old lady was extremely resistant to the surgery, but this time, she had to ask for permission later. When she woke up, she realized there was no other way. Wen Zhenni returned to Tianhai to promote the drama and came to visit her on the way. The old lady was still angry with her eldest grandson.

A good grandson was reduced to the bottom of society because he did not discuss the operation with his grandmother.

Jin Qi said that he was innocent, but he was afraid of being beaten by his parents, so he didn't dare to say a word of grievance.

The old lady stayed in the hospital for half a month. When she was discharged, she insisted on going back to the countryside to harvest wheat and refused to listen to anyone's advice.

Wen Han was busy with her work and had to go back to deal with it, so she asked Jin Xiao to be responsible for sending her grandmother back.

Fortunately, Ciheng returned from his business trip to Taraf. He and Jinxiao, the grandson-in-law and grandson, the two youngest and strongest men, accompanied their grandmother back to the countryside.

Wen Zhenni and Qiu Sicheng's drama "Exclusive Heartbeat" has aired. It's been incredibly popular, as expected, and their studio has been flooded with offers for collaborations. In Orange's words, they're incredibly popular.

However, after the popular Wen Zhenni finished filming her movie, she drove to her grandmother's house in Qingping Town.

When she arrived at the wheat field, she saw from afar two men wearing straw hats cutting wheat under the scorching sun.

No one would let an elderly person do such tiring farm work, let alone one who had just come out of surgery. But Grandma, worried that these two pampered young men wouldn't be able to harvest the wheat, insisted on being the overseer. So, upon arriving, Wen Zhenni saw the old woman sitting in the shade of a tree while two men toiled profusely in the wheat field.

Fortunately, the wheat field was not far from home. Wen Zhenni persuaded her grandmother to go back and brought a towel and a kettle from home.

During the break, she pulled Ciheng under the shade of a tree, wiped his sweat, and couldn't help but teasing him, "You've worked hard, Mr. Ci... You've never done such heavy work before, right?"

Ci Heng raised his head and took a few sips of water. He smiled faintly when he heard this: "Fortunately, the amount of exercise is less than I thought."

Jin Qi, who followed behind, pouted and said, "Sister, I haven't done this before either. Why didn't you tell me how hard it was?"

Jin Qi's face was sunburned, and it was obvious that he had been working for a long time. Wen Zhenni felt sorry for him and took her straw hat to fan him. "You've worked hard too. Eat more meat tonight. I bought chicken, duck, and fish on the way here."

"That's better." Jin Qi snorted and turned to the side to pour water.

Wen Zhenni looked at the wheat that was still mostly unharvested and asked, "How long will it take to harvest all this?"

"Tomorrow." Ciheng estimated.

"Does it take that long?" Wen Zhenni felt a headache just by looking at it. "Our family is not short of money, why does grandma have to work so hard to farm? Planting a little to pass the time is fine, but planting so much..."

Ciheng didn't complain, but instead spoke up for her grandmother: "Grandma is amazing. She can grow so much wheat by herself. If it were me, I might not be able to do what she does."

Wen Zhenni didn't fail to understand her grandmother's feelings for the land, but she just felt that there was no need to work herself so hard.

"How about...we hire a few people from the village to help with the collection?" she suggested.

"Sister, do you think I've never hired anyone?" Jin Qi interrupted lazily, "The old lady said that the money from hiring someone could have been used to plant a few more acres of land. Why waste that money?"

Grandma spoke bluntly, and Wen Zhenni's ears burned. She whispered to Ciheng, "My grandma's words are not pleasant to listen to. Please bear with me. I'll talk to her when I get back."

Ciheng shook her head. "She suffered a lot during that era. It's unfair to ask her to change based on our current values. She has her own way of life and doesn't need to accommodate us."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes teasing, "Besides, she is also my grandmother. What you said just now seems to exclude me from this family."

"No way... You're her grandson-in-law, so that's okay, right?"

Wen Zhenni was touched by his words. She put the straw hat on him and said softly, "I'll collect it with you."

"Miss, are you serious?" Jin Qi, who was standing next to her, asked a soul-searching question. "Can you harvest the wheat? After harvesting, you need to thresh it. Can you use the machine?"

Although wheat harvesting required manual labor, fortunately, a rice and wheat thresher was available for borrowing. Jin Qi, quick-witted, had already borrowed a machine from the village.

The machine was simple to operate, but Ciheng didn't think she needed to help: "The sun's out, go home and stay with Grandma."

Wen Zhenni had never done farm work before, and she hadn't worn sun protection clothing when she arrived. After just a short while standing by the field, she was already covered in mosquito bites. There was also a lot of wheat awn dust floating in the air, which stung and itched her skin, making it very uncomfortable.

She didn't insist and went back to watch TV with her grandmother. When it was almost dinner time, she helped the nanny pick vegetables.

After dinner was ready, it was already dark. Wen Zhenni hurried to the wheat field and asked the two to go home for dinner.

When Jin Qi heard about eating, he felt as if he had been granted amnesty: "If I don't eat now, I'll die."

He quickly moved the wheat and tools onto the electric tricycle, started the car and drove home.

Wen Zhenni picked up the kettle and walked slowly home with Ciheng in the last ray of light in the twilight.

After working under the sun for most of the day, both of them were covered in sweat and dust, their hair wet and dirty. As soon as Jin Qi came back, he rushed to the laundry sink in the yard to wash his hair, but was caught by his grandmother and was scolded.

Ciheng changed his muddy shoes by the pool. Wen Zhenni brought him a basin of clean water to wash his face. Only then did she realize that his short-sleeved shirt was too tight on him and was obviously one size too small, not fitting him well.

"Why are the clothes so small?" She pulled at her sweat-soaked short sleeves, feeling a little puzzled.

"You'll have to ask Jin Qi about that," Ci Heng sighed. "Grandma thought the clothes we wore were too expensive and it would be a shame if they were ruined while working, so she refused to let us wear them. We didn't have any men's clothes at home, so she sent Jin Qi to town to buy some... and this is what happened."

Wen Zhenni pulled his clothes and saw a Puma-like logo printed on them at first glance. But when she looked closely, she saw that the jaguar was holding a cigarette in his mouth, with the word "fuma" clearly printed underneath.

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